(via poeticheartache)
Alas! is even love too weak
To unlock the heart, and let it speak?
Are even lovers powerless to reveal
To one another what indeed they feel?
— The Buried Life by Matthew Arnold
Freedom will not come
Today, this year
Nor ever
Through compromise and fear.
I have as much right
As the other fellow has
To stand
On my two feet
And own land.
I tire of hearing people say,
Let things take their course.
Tomorrow is another day.
I do not need freedom when I’m dead.
I cannot live on tomorrow’s bread.
Freedom
Is a strong seed
Planted
In a great need.
I live here, too.
I want freedom
Just as you.
— Freedom by Langston Hughes
Explosions in the Sky / So Long, Lonesome
This song will always have a special place in my heart.. Listen.
The failure of any such approach through the intellect has forced me to recognize that change appears to come about through experience in a relationship … If I can provide a certain type of relationship, the other person will discover within himself the capacity to use that relationship for growth, and change and personal development will occur.
Carl Rogers, one of my heroes
(and yes, there is a reason I am posting this right after reading that previous article.)
(via psychotherapy)
Two FriendsI have something to tell you.
I’m listening.
I’m dying.
I’m sorry to hear.
I’m growing old.
It’s terrible.
It is, I thought you should know.
Of course and I’m sorry. Keep in touch.
I will and you too.
And let me know what’s new.
Certainly, though it can’t be much.
And stay well.
And you too.
And go slow.
And you too.
- David Ignatow